Ok b*tches...

As the newly, self-appointed Minister for Getting Sh*t Going, I've decided to run a weekly topic entitled "What's your favourite..."

Each week, I'll post a new subject. All you have to do is reply with your favourite of that particular thing...

It could be something 'normal' like song/movie/book...

It could be something a little more controversial like...

Well, let's just see what I/we can get away with without causing a mass banning...

Anyway, feel free to comment...

At the same time, feel free to pass over the thread if you're just gonna be a d*ck and screw things up...

You're not obligated to post/reply/like/read any of this...

So, for this week, we'll start with an easy one...

What's your favourite....

SONG LYRIC

A line...
A verse..

A chorus...

A whole song...

It matters not...

Share it with the recovering-fatty world...

Not your favourite song!!

But your favourite line(s) from a song...

Have at it b*tches!!!

***EDIT - When quoting your lyrics, please put the song title and artist as well. I'm always looking for new music to listen to and will be Spotifying the sh*t outta any songs I'm not familiar with...

Thanx...

Serious answer:

I'm trying to tell you something about my life

Maybe give me insight between black and white

The best thing you've ever done for me

Is to help me take my life less seriously, it's only life after all

Well darkness has a hunger that's insatiable

And lightness has a call that's hard to hear

I wrap my fear around me like a blanket

I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it, I'm crawling on your shore.

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains

I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain

There's more than one answer to these questions

pointing me in crooked line

The less I seek my source for some definitive

The closer I am to fine.

And funny answer:

She blew my nose, and then she blew my mind

"My clumsiest dear, whose hands shipwreck vases,

At whose quick touch all glasses chip and ring,

Whose palms are bulls in china, burs in linen,

And have no cunning with any soft thing

Except all ill-at-ease fidgeting people:

The refugee uncertain at the door

You make at home; deftly you steady

The drunk clambering on his undulant floor.

Unpredictable dear, the taxi drivers’ terror,

Shrinking from far headlights pale as a dime

Yet leaping before apopleptic streetcars—

Misfit in any space. And never on time.

A wrench in clocks and the solar system. Only

With words and people and love you move at ease;

In traffic of wit expertly maneuver

And keep us, all devotion, at your knees.

Forgetting your coffee spreading on our flannel,

Your lipstick grinning on our coat,

So gaily in love’s unbreakable heaven

Our souls on glory of spilt bourbon float.

Be with me, darling, early and late. Smash glasses—

I will study wry music for your sake.

For should your hands drop white and empty

All the toys of the world would break."

English is my 6th language so forgive me if my sentences don't make any sense at times!

Rolling Stones: "You Can't always get what You Want" ......

Loved Cuddy's reply in House:

"As it turns out, if you try sometime .... You get what You Need" ....

Dar Williams - It's Alright

It's a sad and a strange thing

But it's time and I am changing

Into something good or bad, well, that's your guess

I'm my own sovereign nation

Dedicated to a transformation

Marching on with this target on my chest

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I also like Rascal Flatts,

"I've dealt with my ghosts, and faced all my demons.

Finally content with a past I regret.

I've heard you find strength in your moments of weakness.

For once I'm at peace with myself.

I've been burdened with blame, trapped in my past for too long.

I'm movin on."

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I love this one too

Chris Stapleton

Might As Well Get Stoned

Now every time I watch the TV

Another soldier dies

Another brother’s gone

Another mother cries

Now I know they’ve got a job to do

But if I had one wish

I wish they’d all come home

So, we could all get stoned

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Mmm, one of my faves for sure...

I am the thorn in your crown
But You love me anyway
I am the sweat from Your brow
But You love me anyway
I am the nail in Your wrist
But You love me anyway
I am Judas' kiss
But You love me anyway
See now I am the man who yelled out from the crowd
For Your blood to be spilled on this earth shaking ground
Yes then I turned away with a smile on my face
With this sin in my heart, tried to bury Your grace
And then alone in the night I still call out for You
So ashamed of my life, my life, my life

But You love me anyway
Oh God, how You love me
Yes You love me anyway
It's like nothing in life
That I've ever known
Yes You love me anyway
Oh Lord, how You love me

-Sidewalk Prophets "You Love Me Anyway"

Intro]

Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt.

It is so big. [scoff]

She looks like one of those rap guys' girlfriends.

But, you know, who understands those rap guys? [scoff]

They only talk to her, because, she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay?

I mean, her butt, is just so big.

I can't believe it's just so round, it's like, out there, I mean— gross. Look!

She's just so... black!

[sir Mix-a-Lot]

I like big butts and I can not lie

You other brothers can't deny

That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist

And a round thing in your face

You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough

'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed

Deep in the jeans she's wearing

I'm hooked and I can't stop staring

Oh baby, I wanna get with you

And take your picture

My homeboys tried to warn me

But that butt you got makes me so horny

Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin

You say you wanna get in my Benz?

Well, use me, use me

'Cause you ain't that average groupie

I've seen them dancin'

To hell with romancin'

She's sweat, wet,

Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette

I'm tired of magazines

Sayin' flat butts are the thing

Take the average black man and ask him that

She gotta pack much back

So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)

Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!)

Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)

Shake that healthy butt!

Baby got back!

(LA face with Oakland booty)

Baby got back!

(LA face with Oakland booty)

(LA face with Oakland booty)

[sir Mix-a-Lot]

I like 'em round, and big

And when I'm throwin' a gig

I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal

Now here's my scandal

I wanna get you home

And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh

I ain't talkin' bout Playboy

'Cause silicone parts are made for toys

I want 'em real thick and juicy

So find that juicy double

Mix-a-Lot's in trouble

Beggin' for a piece of that bubble

So I'm lookin' at rock videos

Knock-kneeded bimbos walkin' like hoes

You can have them bimbos

I'll keep my women like Flo Jo

A word to the thick soul sisters, I wanna get with ya

I won't cuss or hit ya

But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna *fuck*

Till the break of dawn

Baby got it goin' on

A lot of simps won't like this song

'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it

And I'd rather stay and play

'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong

And I'm down to get the friction on

So, ladies! (Yeah!) Ladies! (Yeah)

If you wanna roll in my Mercedes (Yeah!)

Then turn around! Stick it out!

Even white boys got to shout

Baby got back!

Baby got back!

Yeah, baby... when it comes to females, Cosmo ain't got nothin' to do with my selection.

36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she's 5'3".

[sir Mix-a-Lot]

So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda

But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda

My anaconda don't want none

Unless you've got buns, hun

You can do side bends or sit-ups,

But please don't lose that butt

Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role

And tell you that the butt ain't gold

So they toss it and leave it

And I pull up quick to retrieve it

So Cosmo says you're fat

Well I ain't down with that!

'Cause your waist is small and your curves are kickin'

And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'

To the beanpole dames in the magazines:

You ain't it, Miss Thing!

Give me a sister, I can't resist her

Red Beans and rice didn't miss her

Some knucklehead tried to diss

'Cause his girls are on my list

He had game but he chose to hit 'em

And I pull up quick to get wit 'em

So ladies, if the butt is round,

And you want a triple X throw down,

Dial 1-900-MIXALOT

And kick them nasty thoughts

Baby got back!

Baby got back!

(Little in the middle but she got much back

Hehehe...

I do like the big butts...

That is all...

I'll be fine

Even though I'm not always right

I can count on the sun to shine

Dedication takes a lifetime

Dreams only last for a night

Another favorite...

Best version is Warren Haynes - Live at Bonaroo!

Soulshine...

When you can't find the light,

That got you through the cloudy days,

When the stars ain't shinin' bright,

You feel like you've lost you're way,

When those candle lights of home,

Burn so very far away,

Well you got to let your soul shine,

Just like my daddy used to say.

He used to say soulshine,

It's better than sunshine,

It's better than moonshine,

Damn sure better than rain.

Hey now people don't mind,

We all get this way sometime,

Got to let your soul shine, shine till the break of day.

I grew up thinkin' that I had it made,

Gonna make it on my own.

Life can take the strongest man,

Make him feel so alone.

Now and then I feel a cold wind,

Blowin' through my achin' bones,

I think back to what my daddy said,

He said "Boy, in the darkness before the dawn:"

Let your soul shine,

It's better than sunshine,

It's better than moonshine,

Damn sure better than rain.

Yeah now people don't mind,

We all get this way sometimes,

Gotta let your soul shine, shine till the break of day.

Sometimes a man can feel this emptiness,

Like a woman has robbed him of his very soul.

A woman too, God knows, she can feel like this.

And when your world seems cold, you got to let your spirit take control.

Let your soul shine,

It's better than sunshine,

It's better than moonshine,

Damn sure better than rain.

Lord now people don't mind,

We all get this way sometimes,

Gotta let your soul shine, shine till the break of day.

Oh, it's better than sunshine,

It's better than moonshine,

Damn sure better than rain.

Yeah now people don't mind,

We all get this way sometimes,

Gotta let your soul shine, shine till the break of day.

New favorite song is "I'll be the Moon" by Dierks Bentley

I don't wanna be a liar

I don't wanna be a fool

I don't wanna be a secret but I will if you want me to

You can leave me in the dark if that's all I get from you

He can be the sun

I'll be the moon

Just found this thread, and it's so cute! Everyone has these happy and uplifting lyrics! However, I'm over here like:

Revenge

I'm screaming revenge again

Wrong

I've been wrong for far too long

Been constantly so frustrated

I've moved mountains with less

When I channel my hate to productive

I don't find it hard to impress

Possessed - I feel a conquering will down inside me

Strength - The strength of many to crush you might stop me

My strength is in numbers

And my soul lies in every one

The releasing of anger can better any medicine under the sun

Of course the bolded text is also what I have for my signature line, so this is nothing new. There are more lyrics to the song, but those excerpts are the ones that have resonated with me for 20 years.

My favorite lyrics can be found in garages, on the street, on the drag strip, a circle track... you get the idea. If it's 8 cylinders, loud and has lots of horsepower it is playing my favorite song.

I literally just took this photo a couple of minutes ago as I was walking out of my office. This is the shirt that I was wearing under my work shirt.

Although I probably shouldn't admit this I do love the song of two lovely cylinders as well. This is not my bike, mine is currently broken :-( I did however "borrow" this bike yesterday from my coworker after he went home. I took it up a nice twisty road and had a lot of fun while getting it over a hundred plus miles an hour multiple times. I'm not always the brightest one. Damn horsepower! It is addictive...

I think you can give @@Dub and @@OKCPirate and @@BigViffer a run for their money in the "studmuffin" department. Just sayin.

Yes, I know I've forgotten others. Sue me, I'm old.

@@Sharon1964 - I'm more of a Stud Protein bar now instead of the muffin!